"I can see the light from your bedroom door You’ve been staying up late I don’t know what for I can see the sunset in your eyes And I can feel the lightning when you cry I can be your sunset wave If you will be the light in my darkest place I can be your sunset wave If you can pull me out of this cage Don’t you know you can’t fly with a broken wing But truth be told I try the same damn thing Lets watch the spinning blades of the ceiling fan Lets count the running sheep come on take my hand."